An angel that was sent to Earth to find his true love meets a girl that he thinks is his perfect mate, and falls in love with her and vice versa. But what will happen if this girl ends up being a demon? Will their love prevail?

"Oh,
prince Dakari!" said a servant, Garai, after entering in my room.
"Prince Dakari, where are you?"

"Yo,
Garai, I'm here!" Garai turned to the outsider gardens and there
I was. I was laying face-up on the grass staring at the sky. The wind
blew through my short blonde hair as my blue eyes never went off the
sky. That day I was wearing a black non-sleeved jacket above a white
short-sleeved t-shirt, gray pants and a pair of blue shoes.

"Isn't
it gorgeous, Garai?" I asked.

"It
is indeed, majesty," answered Garai.

"Garai,
I've already told you to call me just 'Dakari'! We're
friends, remember?" I said sitting down and turning to my friend.

"I
would, majesty, but Your Highnesses wouldn't allow me to do it."

"Okay,
have it your way, then."

"I
apologize for the interruption, but King Azibo and Queen Sagira are
waiting for you at the throne room, sir." I gasped.

The
ceremony! I had completely forgotten about the Leaving Ceremony! I
though in aghast. I quickly stood up. Since I was 17-years-old, I had
to go to this world "Earth" and find a human soul mate. And I was
late for the ceremony!

"I
gotta fly! I'll see you at the ceremony, Garai!" I said.
Suddenly, two white wings emerged from my back as I flied through my
room and to the principal room.

I
hadn't gotten to the room, but I could already hear the priest
talking to my father.

"My
apologies, sir, but if prince Dakari doesn't appear soon, we'll
have to procrastinate the ceremony until next year," he said.

"Well,
if that's the case, I guess I should…"

"Father,
wait, I'm here!" Everybody turned around as I crossed the room
and landed in front of the thrones, my wings disappearing from my
back.

"Hm.
Now that the prince has arrived, we can start the ceremony!" said
the priest. I walked nervously towards the king.

"Prince
Dakari, today we'll send you to the planet Earth to find a soul
mate. You won't be able to return until you've found it. Are you
willing to accept these indications?" he asked standing from his
throne. I nodded and knelt down with one leg.

"Very
well then; you shall have only one year for this task," added
Sagira. Garai, who had just entered the room, handled a sword to the
king. My father took the hilt of the sword and its end touched my
head.

"Let
the ritual begin!" he said as I disappeared from sight.

"OW!
That hurt!" I had fallen on a tree and then to the ground. I rubbed
my head as I stood up. I started walking through the place that I
thought was what humans called a 'city'.

This
so called 'city' has a lot of buildings! On Habibah we just got
the palace and some houses, but this place is totally huge!

I
was turning around a corner when I bumped into someone. The person
fell to the ground.

"Oh,
I'm very sorry!" I said. "Let me help you!" I handled a hand
to the stranger.

"Thank
you," I heard. The person took my hand and raised the sight. It was
in fact a girl around my age. She wore a blue headband with her short
black hair and two purple bands that went to the left of her face.
The clothes she used were a short-sleeved blue shirt with black pants
and white shoes, not mentioning the silver necklace with form of
silver wings she also wore. I gasped at what I saw. Her red eyes… I
had never seen anything so beautiful. I helped the girl to stand up.

"Excuse
me, miss, can you tell me, what city is this? I'm kinda lost," I
said. She smiled gently.

"You're
in Cairo, Egypt, young man," she answered. Then she started to walk
away.

"Wait!"
I called. The girl turned back.

"Um,
my name is Dakari," I said politely. She smiled again, and I
couldn't do anything but blush.

"I'm
Eberia; it was nice to meet you, Dakari. Have a good day!" she said
grinning gently.

"Whoa,
whoa, wait! What if you give me a little 'tour'? You know, so I
can know better this place?" I asked. Eberia stared at the sky. It
was getting darker.

"Well,
I must go home or dad will worry. But, you know what? Meet me here
tomorrow and I'll give you a little walk around. Until then!"
said Eberia. She turned again and walked away. I just stood there,
thinking.

I
can't wait until tomorrow. Man, she is so kind! I
thought. All
I have to do now is find a place to stay. I
let a sigh out of my mouth and started wandering around.

After
walking for a very long time, I found myself on an old abandoned shop
with a broken roof. Well, it wasn't certainly a shop. It was more
like an abandoned garage or something; maybe a farmyard. No, that was
saying too much. It was all dusty, anyway. I turned to the broken
roof.

OK,
there's one good thing and one bad thing about the roof, bad thing:
I'll freeze on winter; good thing: the sky looks amazing! I
thought. Actually, I didn't care at all for the winter. I just
cared about being the next day with Eberia. Then I laid face up on
the floor, staring at the stars.

Eberia…
I
couldn't get her out of my mind. I tried to think on something
else, but the image of the young girl invaded my thoughts. She was so
beautiful… and her smile…

But
I just knew her! What if I meet another person? No, I can't see
anybody else. It wouldn't be the same. Agh! Why can't I stop
thinking about Eberia?! It
was useless. I had fallen in love at first sight.

The
sun pierced through my eyes as morning arose. I rubbed them before
waking up completely. I looked around. No, it hadn't been a dream.
I had actually been sent to Earth and now I had to meet this girl in
about 3 hours.

Man,
did I sleep so much? I
wondered in a yawn. Then I heard a strange sound. I turned to my
stomach.

Great;
now I'm tired and I'm hungry, I thought.
I stood up and went out of the shop. I decided that I would first get
some money and then eat something. But how did humans get money?

Garai
once told me that some humans worked. What kinds of job can I find in
Cairo? Life
as a human would be harder than I thought.

"Where
can I get a good job?" I wondered sitting in a bench in front of a
park pushing my arm against an arm rest. I had gone there since the
calmness always made me feel more secure and surer about my
decisions. That's why I had that garden outside my room. I stared
at the sky and started singing a song that my mother had taught me
when I was younger.

Lead
me to the light,
Take
me to the edge of heaven
I'm
standing in the night,
Looking
for the edge of heaven…

Suddenly,
my voice was interrupted by the ones of three little kids running
around with a guitar on the hands of one of them. They were exactly
the same, except for their hairs. One had brown hair, the other had
black hair, and the last one had his red. The kids wore a green
t-shirt and blue pants. Also the three of them had orange eyes. I
also saw a man with a typical security guard suit chasing after them.

"Come
back, you little thieves!" he shouted. I stood up from the bench
and ran behind a building. The children were about to escape from
their chaser, when they bumped into someone… of course, they bumped
into me. Before they could run away, I caught them by behind. The man
reached us and stopped for air.

"Thanks…
a lot, sir. These kids have been going to the music shop where I work
plenty of times, but today they wanted to steal a very precious
guitar," he said. "Mr. Rick, the owner, will be very satisfied
with your work."

"Ooh,
I'm glad he will be satisfied," said the red-haired kid. "Now,
could you please let us go, dude?" The other two kids stared at
him.

"If
you give back the guitar, I'll let you go," I said. The
red-haired kid saw the instrument in his hands and then gave it to
the security man. I freed the three kids.

"What
should you say to this man, children?" I asked them. Their heads
looked at the floor full of embarrassment.

"We're
sorry," they said in unison.

"You're
forgiven, kids. Listen, you can keep going to the shop, but don't
try to steal again, all right?" asked the guard. The boys nodded.

"Thanks
again for helping, young man," he said shaking his hand with mine.

"Excuse
me, Mr. Security Man, but isn't Mr. Rick looking for a singer to
attract people in the shop?" asked the brown-haired kid.

"Well,
he has mentioned it a few times… why do you ask?"

"Because
before this gentle man caught us," said the black-haired one
staring at me, "I heard him singing. He has an incredible voice
that will sure get the attention of many people!" The guard looked
closer at me.

"Is
that true, sir?" he asked.

"Well,
um, I… I don't know if mine is a great voice, but, I do sing,"
I answered.

"Please
come with me," said the guard. "You can come too, children. Just
remember our deal." The three kids smiled and followed the man with
me behind them.

"Mr.
Rick! Mr. Rick, I brought someone!" shouted the guard entering the
shop with us entering behind. It was quite big; at least bigger than
my place. It had the images of many instruments pasted on the wall,
and on another there were instruments hanging from the roof. The
counter was just at the end of the third wall, and it had some sheets
with different notes on it, and beside there were stairs that
probably went up to a second floor.

Just
then, a man came down the stairs. He had aquamarine eyes, short gray
hair, and he wore a black job suit, with coat and tie.

"Who
is this young man, Gregory?" he asked.

"Mr.
Rick, he helped me catch these three little thieves," said the
guard pointing to the children. "But that's not why I brought
him. He seems to be a singer, sir." Mr. Rick also took a closer
look at me.

"Gregory,
give him the guitar," he said pointing at the instrument in
Gregory's hands. The guard obeyed him and handled it to me.

"What
am I supposed to do with this?" I asked with a confused look.

"You
do know how to play it, don't you, young man?" asked Mr. Rick.

"Well,
um, I don't, but I could try," I said. I sat on a little chair
next to the window.

This
looks like one of Habibah's 'paratis'. Maybe it works in the
same way! I
thought. A 'parati' in Habibah was an instrument with a
keyboard-shape, but it was played like if it had chords. I took the
guitar firmly in my hands and stared playing it like if I was playing
a parati, with a song going out of my mouth.

I
wanna heal, I wanna feel,
What
I thought was never real,
I
wanna let go of the pain I've held so long

I
wanna heal, I wanna feel,
Like
I'm close to something real,
I
wanna find something I've wanted all along,
Somewhere
I belong

I
just sang that piece. Mr. Rick was with his mouth half-opened, you
could say that it was almost touching the floor. He clapped.

"That
was wonderful!" he exclaimed. "I've never heard anything like
that!"

"R-
Really?" I asked impressed standing up from the chair.

"I
told you he was a singer," said the black-haired kid triumphantly,
"and I was right!"

"Yeah,
you were," added Gregory.

"What's
your name, young man?" asked Mr. Rick.

"The
name's Dakari, sir," I answered.

"All
right, Dakari, would you like to start singing in my shop?"

"Well,
you see, I don't have time right now, and I need to get money
before I meet with this girl…"

"The
money is not a problem, Dakari, I…" said Mr. Rick. Then someone
entered the shop. It was a woman, with long black hair, orange eyes,
and she wore a dark-red jacket with a skirt at the length of her
knees, with shoes and a purse of the same color. She gasped at seeing
the three kids. She ran to hug them.

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